The current machinery of the Song Dynasty is already very developed and can make very complex machines through gear transmission.

Moreover, the application of hydraulic power has almost reached the level of black technology. By building special water mills, it drives complex water wheels and completes various complex industrial production such as spinning, weaving, weaving, grinding, and making rice.

The most common thing on weekdays is the mill.

The Southern Song Dynasty had a dense population and consumed countless food every day. It was also a highly developed society. In the past, small households rely on livestock stone mills and artificial stone mortars to remove brown rice from shells, no longer able to adapt to the development and needs of society. Instead, they were replaced by the rise of a large number of water wheel mills.

It is said that during the Northern Song Dynasty, there were hundreds of water wheels and mills on both sides of the Bian River in Bianjing City. Because a large number of mills built water mills, the water flow of the Bian River dropped to a point where it seriously affected the use of water for ships and residents, and the government had to control it.

Because in the Song Dynasty, the water wheel mill was officially controlled, and this was also a means for the government to make money.

If you want to open a mill, you need to go to the government to apply and pay the fee according to the specifications and sizes of the mill before you can build it.

In the Northern Song Dynasty Zhang Shunchen's "Shuimiao Fu", the fu reads: "I only see the old man gathering the old and the wheat and the mountains; the mortars and mortars are straight, the teeth and teeth are tangled; the milling is easier, and it will never stop day and night."

This can intuitively see the scale and operating status of the water wheel mill. A large amount of grain is accumulated, and the mills are processed day and night. Even complex mills can directly complete a complete set of linked processing such as milling screens, which is not much different from the automated grain processing plants in later generations.

There are two mills in Yanggong Town, both built on the Yanggong River. The one closest to Maowan Village is said to be able to process more than 100 stone grains a day and a night. Zhao Qi once was curious to see it. The structure is not as complicated as Zhao Qi imagined, but it is indeed processed very quickly, and the working method is very similar to a rice rig. The water wheel is hidden under the house, with a large stone mill on it. The feed is made with a wooden bucket and the rice is poured in. The rice comes out soon, and there is no need for too much manual work. Almost everyone in the town is processed in this way.

All of this development of industrial machinery was the result of the Song Dynasty's emphasis on commerce and science. A large number of scientists such as Shen Kuo, Su Song, Yan Su, Yang Hui, Qin Jiushao, etc., especially Su Song's water transport meter station. The complexity of this thing is considered alien technology. If the scientific society in hundreds of years was completely relied on manual crafts, it would be almost impossible to recover.

With the outbreak of science and technology in the Song Dynasty, it also quickly led to the rapid development of astronomy, mathematics, machinery, medicine, navigation, physics, chemistry and other aspects, and promoted the booming rise of textile, shipbuilding, navigation, processing, gunpowder, papermaking, printing and other industries.

In other words, if we want to choose a rebirth era, the Song Dynasty is the most suitable. Although he was a layman in foreign wars and felt very cowardly for hundreds of years, his inclusiveness is actually the most suitable for survival and belongs to the most secular era.

Therefore, since Zhao Qi woke up, he has always been very grateful.

It is precisely because of the Song Dynasty that there were such developed technology and skilled craftsmen that Zhao Qi could be very easy to make glass or carriages.

Sure enough, after returning home for about two hours of rest, Zhao Qi was bored and training a group of children to line up, a helper from the carriage factory came over to inform him that the threshing machine was ready.

Twenty minutes later, a group of people pushed a cart to Zhao Qi's rice field.

A group of carpenters and helpers lifted the threshing machine down and placed it on the side of the road.

Zhao Qi wore a straw hat and followed two little children relaxed and comfortable. Behind the three of them, there were a large group of children from the village, more than ten big and small, jumping excitedly all the way.

"Hey, you guys don't work hard now, bring a few bundles of the harvested rice!"

After setting up the threshing machine, the old carpenter greeted the two couples who were harvesting in the rice field.

Soon, two thin black men came over with two large bundles of rice, and looked at the crowd of people who suddenly came over and the strange-looking machine covered with bamboo nails.

"Boss, what are you doing?" a younger hired employee asked curiously.

"This is a threshing machine. Threshing grains should be more convenient and faster than the plate warehouse. Everyone is a little bit aside so as not to get the splashed grains into the eyes..." Zhao Qi waved his hand and dared to drive a group of onlookers. Then he picked up a handful of rice, held them tightly, and then started stepping on the pedal with his feet. The drum inside the threshing machine quickly turned.

"Turn around..." a group of children cheered.

The two hired workers were so scared that they took a few steps back. The carpenters and helpers did not respond much. They had already tried it next to each other in the carriage factory, and there was no problem with trampling and turning.

What needs to be verified now is the effect of threshing.

The machine was conceived by Zhao Qi. Although a group of carpenters quickly made it, they were never used. Therefore, Zhao Qi was the first experimenter of the threshing machine in human history.

After trampling a few steps, the roller of the threshing machine had turned very quickly, making a whimpering sound. Zhao Qi put the rice into the feed port with a relaxed expression. He heard a sound of puffing, and instantly, the rice fell from the feed port and into the wooden warehouse below.

"Haha, it's out, the millet is being squeezed..." The group of carpenters and helpers onlookers cheered.

After holding a handful of rice and turning it over and over, Zhao Qi stopped to pick it up and looked at it. He found that there were only some shabby rice left on it, and almost all the full grains were twisted down. In the wooden warehouse, in addition to the scattered rice, there were also some crushed rice leaves and rice ears.

Several carpenters surrounded the barn and watched, almost all with joy on their faces.

Zhao Qi then took off several more bunches of rice and stopped.

The old carpenter grabbed a handful of rice and looked at it and nodded with satisfaction, saying, "Brother Qi'er's method is indeed useful, but some of the rice ears were also squeezed in..."

"Uncle Eight, I think it's because the bamboo nails are too long!" said Tan Laosan.

"I think so too. Take the knife over and let's shorten the bamboo nails and see..."

Several carpenters quickly began to make modifications, and a large group of people gathered around here to cheer and cheer, attracting everyone who worked far and near. There were even children who were quick-talking ran to the village and wanted to tell the other people in the village about this magical threshing machine.

More than ten minutes later, several carpenters stopped, and at this time, the people who heard the news had already scattered the three layers of the threshing machine, and there was only a small path where they could barely walk on ox carriages and horse carriages. Many people could only stand in the rice fields to watch. Some young people or half-aged boys climbed onto nearby trees, and there were even golden hooks hanging upside down on a peach tree next to them, monkeys catching the moon, boys worshiping Buddhas, and old men pushing carts.

"Brother Qi'er try again!" The old carpenter threw down the knife.

"Get out of the way, be careful to hit your eyes..." Zhao Qi still reminded him, but almost everyone did not retreat, but instead pushed forward desperately. Zhao Qi was so amused that he had to pick up a handful of rice again and start trampling on the pedal.

With a sound of puffing, a handful of rice was quickly squeezed clean again.

"Wow, this is too fast!"

Seeing Zhao Qi holding the rice in his hand and gently turned it out twice. A bunch of rice was clean, and the onlookers instantly burst into a burst of exclamation and commotion.

It only took seven or eight seconds in front and back, which was Zhao Qi's feeling, which was almost no different from the foot-pedal threshing machine he used when he was a child. The only thing was that the foot-pedal was a bit awkward and not flexible enough when stepped on.

"Xiaoqi, let's try it too!" Several carpenters couldn't help but try it.

Zhao Qi stepped back, and the old carpenter first came on stage.
Chapter completed!